Chapitre 111: Building A House Part 2

The limestone One had broken down and placed inside his otherwise cramped furnace had been burning for about 4 and half hours. If One had the abiltiy to sweat, he would be sweating buckets by now.

One didn't need to accommodate for health concerns, the first reason being that he is not a wholly biological person who needed to take into account the many risks that came with working in the conditions he was putting himself in.

Heat stroke? Not a problem.

Thirst? No thank you.

Food? Nope.

Overwork? Not in his personal vocabulary. 

Despite most of his systems still not functioning at their nominal capacity, he was making do with what he had for now.

One went to see Wog and asked if he had a shovel of any kind. Wog, having had his expectations blown through the roof by 'Ben' numerous times, pointed him to the direction of the shovel he had he kept at the back of the hut.

One thanked him and moved on.